School was OK, I suppose. If I managed to see through the headaches I got from knowing things. 

I know, I know. That made me sound like I was some ignorant, stupid person. But it was true. Except, the things I knew weren't the things I got taught, no. It was more than that. I knew things that were impossible for me to know.

Like last week. There was a load of traffic as me and my friends walked home, and one of my friends had wondered why aloud. Through the enormous headache I'd got after she'd asked, I'd said,

"There's been a massive car crash, four people died." My friends had looked at me as if I was some weirdo. As we rounded the corner, there was a huge section of the road and the path closed off. There was a van, and two cars. One of the cars was in bits, and there where big black wheel marks on the road. There was also a few ambulances and a two police cars. My friends had all stared in my direction. The words "Anna, James, Lucas, Matthew" found their way to my lips as I got another burst of pain in my head.

"Excuse me, do you any of the people in the crash?" a police officer had come up to me, looking stressed.

"No, why?" 

"Because you just said the names of the one's that've died" 

See? I had no idea hoe it happened, but I knew things and there was nothing I could do about it. I sighed and carried on with my work. Today was going to be a long day.

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